Luke's, Thursday Afternoon
Hardison hadn't wanted to leave Eliot's today. Between his face still hurting and the massive changes that happened to the house (and the world outside of it), he'd given serious thought to grabbing his partners and having a grand tour of the safe room that Eliot was building and just not coming out until whatever this was was over. That thought was at the forefront of his mind as he made his way back to Luke's and the apartment above, in fact. He and Parker had a lot of stuff over at Eliot's already, but a packing up a few more clothes and his work laptops and The Book seemed like it could be a really smart idea, too. And also sending the staff home, or making sure they had a safe place to bunk, and maybe grabbing more Hot Pockets so he'd have a snack for when he jury-rigged something to get the power back on...
The roof of Luke's looked weird. Really weird. And after yesterday, Hardison wasn't taking any chances. So he paused, waiting for the fog to clear to give him a better view of whatever was up there...
Whatever he'd been expecting, it wasn't a huge sphinx to be lounging on the roof like it owned the place. And most definitely not a sphinx playing with what he was firmly telling himself were animal skulls, even as his brain tried to point out the shape of the jaws and craniums of the ones he could see. The creature yawned--or maybe just decided to show off its impressively-sized maw--and Hardison dashed for the door of the diner, flinging himself inside.
It was rundown, it was filthy, and it looked pretty barren. But it currently wasn't filled with a man-eating mythological monster and that was good enough for him.
Luke's was...open?
[AU!Kenzi modded with permission. No OCD]
The roof of Luke's looked weird. Really weird. And after yesterday, Hardison wasn't taking any chances. So he paused, waiting for the fog to clear to give him a better view of whatever was up there...
Whatever he'd been expecting, it wasn't a huge sphinx to be lounging on the roof like it owned the place. And most definitely not a sphinx playing with what he was firmly telling himself were animal skulls, even as his brain tried to point out the shape of the jaws and craniums of the ones he could see. The creature yawned--or maybe just decided to show off its impressively-sized maw--and Hardison dashed for the door of the diner, flinging himself inside.
It was rundown, it was filthy, and it looked pretty barren. But it currently wasn't filled with a man-eating mythological monster and that was good enough for him.
Luke's was...open?
[AU!Kenzi modded with permission. No OCD]